The time it took for Ibrahimovic to dribble the ball gave the Porto defenders the opportunity to quickly adjust.
Ferreira cut inside and stared at the Snede.
Valente circled back inside and pulled Van Der Vaart's jersey.
Costa and Carvalho saw that Costinha had failed to intercept, so they had to block Ibrahimovic together!
Ibrahimovic advanced, they rushed forward, and the time for the two sides to encounter each other would be shortened.
The fans from both sides in the stands were nervous. On the big screen, 30 seconds of injury stoppage time had passed.
On the sidelines, Mourinho's eyes were unprecedentedly dignified. Even his head was buzzing.
Ajax's wave of attack had been planned for a long time!
What warm-ups for the substitute players? That was a f * * king lie!
Although Comain's expression was the same as usual, he did not realize that he was craning his neck to watch the team's attack. He did not turn sideways to watch. Instead, he twisted his neck somewhat exaggeratedly.
Ibrahimovic's heart was heavier than ever.
He dribbled the ball in small steps to find the right time to kick so that he could fully exert his power without adjusting.
But Costa and Carvalho rushed up too quickly, causing him to miss the best time to shoot before he stepped into the shooting range that he was confident in.
And as the two players got closer, his shooting angles became fewer and fewer.
What should he do now?
Take a risk?
Or change to look for a new shooting angle?
Mendes was already guarding against him from the right side behind him to change direction and shoot with his right foot!
After taking two steps into the penalty area, Ibrahimovic gritted his teeth and made a choice!
He would not decide to shoot.
It was not that he could not, but there was a high probability that he would waste this opportunity. Carvalho and Costa almost made him unable to see how many shooting angles he could choose from.
In any other game, in any game he had played in the past, Zlatan would choose to shoot himself. Even if he missed the opportunity, he would hold his head high and ignore any reaction from others or his teammates. This was his right as a center forward!
But today, at this moment, he could not do it!
This was an opportunity for the whole team after so many arduous games and after putting in unimaginable effort to get here!
How could he ignore the chase in training and the tacit cooperation in the game?
He did his best to turn around and swept the football behind him as soon as he saw the situation behind him. Then he lost his balance and started to fall.
When he lost his balance and fell, he looked at the figure in the crowd behind him with hazy eyes and screamed in his heart, "Qin Xiong!!!"
That Chinese man was no longer the stinking brat that they had first met. Although Ivan would still call him with a slightly disdainful title, he had long recognized this stinking brat's strength in the depths of his heart. If the proud and arrogant Zlatan were to evaluate Qin Xiong, he would say, "You are as strong as me!"
Carvalho and Costa were stunned to see Ibrahimovic unexpectedly return the ball!
Furthermore, he had paid the price of losing his center of gravity and falling to the ground in a very sorry state!
At the same time that Ivan's figure fell, they saw a figure coming from outside the forbidden zone with a majestic aura!
That person's aura was like that of a tiger, as if he was walking on the wind.
Deco chased after him with all his might, but the distance between them had increased by 3 metres.
Ferreira gave up on Snede and pounced directly on the football. Valente also gave up on Van Der Vaart. Costa and Carvalho tacitly continued to head forward. They not only had to block that man's possible shot, but also cut off his chance to send a straight ball and put Snede and Van Der Vaart in the offside trap!
Costinha and Mendes decisively moved sideways and shoveled at the same time!
They tried to block that man's shot!
That man was, of course, Qin Xiong.
Qin Xiong, who rushed forward from the backfield from the moment the quick attack was launched.
His speed soared to the limit. Around him, the Porto players were trying to freeze the threat that he could pose.
In his eyes, there was only the football that Ibrahimovic swept towards his running path!
The field was like life. There were countless choices and few good opportunities.
Qin Xiong, who used to have nothing, did not have much choice, but he was always ambitious. He now had a lot of choices, but because of that.
When the opportunity came, it should not be regarded as cheap, but should be cherished!
Faced with what was likely to be Ajax's last chance in the game, Qin Xiong's choice was very simple and direct. It could be called brutal!
He shot directly!
With a wild and firm gaze and an overbearing aura, the valiant and courageous Qin Xiong kicked the football in the middle of the face and shot out!
He used his footwork to control the flying height of the football and tried to shoot a low shot to avoid hitting the ground. At the same time, it was because his shooting angle might only be a little better than Ibrahimovic's.
Under the shocked gaze of everyone in the stadium, the football sped like a meteor along the turf of the field and into the penalty area.
Carvalho tried to block it with his foot, but when his left foot stepped out, he was stunned to find that it was a beat slower. He immediately turned to look, and there was already a desperate fear in his heart.
Qin Xiong aimed at the bottom right corner of the goal and shot!
Mendes and Costinha's flying tackles were also a beat slower. The two appeared in front of Qin Xiong. They did not care that Mendes' studs had scratched Costinha's calf and turned their heads to look in the direction of the goal.
Baya moved from the middle of the goal to the right side. After moving a step, he barely jumped up to save. The old goalkeeper's face was covered in cold sweat. He looked at his outstretched left palm, which was still unable to touch the football after all!
Bang!
Baya and his Porto teammates, as well as countless spectators in the stadium and in front of the television, witnessed the football hit the inside of the right post of the goal and bounced into the goal!
The faces of Porto's players were ashen, as if they had been struck by lightning. They felt the world spinning, as if they were about to die. The whole world became gray and lightless!
"Finishing blow! Finishing blow! Ajax has finished off Porto in the first minute of injury stoppage time! Qin Xiong's shot! It's Qin Xiong who has finished off Porto! Just when we all thought the game would be dragged into overtime, Ajax launched a lightning-fast attack. In the end, it was Ibrahimovic who passed the ball back in the penalty area. His teammate Qin Xiong, who followed up from behind, shot the ball into Porto's goal! It was a dangerous shot. Costinha and Mendes almost blocked Qin Xiong, Carvalho almost stretched out his leg to block the ball, and the goalpost almost denied Qin Xiong's goal! The goalkeeper, Baya, had no choice. The ball was too tricky. It bounced into the goal from the inside of the goalpost. It could only be said that Qin Xiong's shot was unstoppable! Before the game, we had talked many times about Qin Xiong's high-quality shooting from outside the penalty area. Who would have thought that we would finally see him score in the final moments of the Champions League final! There may be less than two minutes left in the game. The time left for Porto may be able to create a miracle, but the hope is really slim. "
After Qin Xiong saw the football bounce into the goal, he did not stop. He continued to run.
He ran to the sidelines, then bent his legs and performed a long-distance sliding kneel. When the sliding kneel was about to end, he turned around near the sidelines. His hands clenched into fists and shook constantly. His expression was wild and even distorted as he roared wildly at his teammates who were running towards him from all directions!
"We did it!"
"We did it!"
"We did it!"
He kept repeating this sentence!
At this moment, his mind was completely blank.
It was as if there was a roar in his ears that made him unable to hear the sounds that erupted from the stands in the stadium, even though the noise created by the Ajax fans in the stands was like a tsunami.
Without the Ajax coaches' nurturing and trust in him, he could not be here!
Without Ajax's group of talented teammates, he could not be here!
Without everyone's unity and hard work in a common direction, he could not be here!
Victory did not belong to him alone.
It belonged to Ajax!
Therefore, he roared wildly.
"We did it!"
Qin Xiong lost his composure under the huge emotional impact that he had never experienced before. His expression was also distorted, and it was impossible to tell what kind of expression it was.
Snede, who was the closest to him and was rushing towards him, also had a distorted expression. Ibrahimovic ran like a wild beast. Van Der Vaart raised his arms and ran madly towards Qin Xiong's legs. Galasek clenched his fists and roared to the sky. De Rong pointed in the direction of Qin Xiong with a ferocious expression like a demon. Grygera and Heitinga hugged each other passionately. Lobonte ran around the penalty area with open arms to celebrate. Eskuder rushed to hug Heitinga and Grygera to celebrate. Maxwell was like an elf, jumping and jumping as he rushed towards Qin Xiong, waving his arms up and down, causing the cheers of the Ajax fans in the stands to be even louder!
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